All relationships have an ebb and flow. Those with lovers, friends, children’s, even sibling’s. They can have the highest of highs and lowest of lows. An indicator of a healthy…
“Is there anything else you want to say to him? Now is your chance.” These words ring through my ears. Over and over again. No answer left to give. I…
I see your grief. And I know you keep looking for the right thing to do. But you’re looking at it wrong. There is no start point and end point.…
If you could have one more day, just one, what would you do? I know if I had one more day I would sit and listen. What would you say…
To explain where I am at I need to start from the beginning. It all started when I was younger, younger than I am now. I remember the words “cancer.”…
When I lost you, I lost me too. It’s been hard trying to refund myself. Every time I find a speck, a piece of me I feel further from you.…
Times like these I am glad you are not here anymore. I remember you only liked certain foods. Mom had to run out to get you something different every day.…
I’m staring into the same bottomless pit I’ve seen for the last month. Black is all there is in front of me. “AHHHH!” I yell into the infinite nothing. My…
I wish I could go back to the person I use to be. I find the pieces all around me. The evidence is there of who I once was. But…
I was just reading an analogy I like. That grief is a circle in a box, this box has a hurt button. When someone first dies the circle is much…
This page is about Romantasy author Adelaide Green and what she is writing and what she is reading.